You can want success all you want, but to get it, you can’t falter. You can’t slip. You can’t sleep. One eye open, for real, and forever.

My tears is tatted, my rag in my pocket / Im just looking for love, I know somebody got it

Only God can judge me so I'm gone, either love me or leave me alone.

May the best of your today's be the worst of your tomorrow's

I keep my enemies close/ I give 'em enough rope/ They put themselves in the air/ I just kick away the chair.

You know the type: loud as a motorbike but wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight.

Is to have had and lost/Better than not having at all?